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“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
― William W. Purkey

“جس الطبيب خافقي وقال لي:
هل هنا الألم ؟؟
قلت له : نعم
فشق بالمشرط جيب معطفي واخرج القلم !!
هز الطبيب رأسه.. ومال وأبتسم
وقال لي: ليس سوى قلم
فقلت :لا يا سيدي
هذا يد ...وفم
ورصاصة.. ودم
وتهمة سافرة.... تمشي بلا قدم !”
― أحمد مطر

“وضعوني في إناء ثم قالوا لي تأقلم
و أنا لست بماءٍ
أنا من طين السماء
وإذا ضاق بي إنائي
بنموي يتحطم !”
― أحمد مطر

“بي ما علمت من الأسى الدامي و بي من حرقة الأعماق ما لا أعلم
بي من جراح الروح ما أدري و بي أضعاف ما أدري و ما أتوهّم
و كأنّ روحي شعلة مجنونة تطغى فتضرمني بما تتضرّم
و كأنّ قلبي في الضلوع جنازة أمشي بها وحدي و كلّي مأتم
أبكي فتبتسم الجراح من البكا فكأنّها في كلّ جارحة فم”
― عبدالله البردوني

“Well, for one thing, the culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. We're teaching the wrong things. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it. Create your own. Most people can't do it.”
― Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson

“إن المجتمع العاجز عن التدين ، هو أيضا عاجز عن الثورة.”
― علي عزت بيجوفيتش, الإسلام بين الشرق والغرب

“يمكن أن يكون التعليم لا إنسانيا إذا كان عملية من جانب واحد، موجها وقائما على تلقين تعاليم حزبية، إذا لم يكن يعلّم الفرد كيف يفكر بطريقة إستقلالية، إذا كان يقدم إجابات جاهزة، إذا كان يُعدّ الناس للوظائف المختلفة بدلا من توسيع أفقهم، وبالتالي حريتهم.”
― علي عزت بيجوفيتش, الإسلام بين الشرق والغرب

“لا شيء يوطّد علاقتي باللغة مثل قراءة القرآن !”
― أحمد صبري غباشي

“Literature is a textually transmitted disease, normally contracted in childhood.”
― Jane Yolen, Touch Magic: Fantasy, Faerie & Folklore in the Literature of Childhood

“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”
― William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

“I don’t feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am. The main interest in life and work is to become someone else that you were not in the beginning. If you knew when you began a book what you would say at the end, do you think that you would have the courage to write it?
What is true for writing and for love relationships is true also for life. The game is worthwhile insofar as we don’t know where it will end.”
― Michel Foucault

“A critique does not consist in saying that things aren't good the way they are. It consists in seeing on just what type of assumptions, of familiar notions, of established and unexamined ways of thinking the accepted practices are based... To do criticism is to make harder those acts which are now too easy.”
― Michel Foucault

“Thought is no longer theoretical. As soon as it functions it offends or reconciles, attracts or repels, breaks, dissociates, unites or reunites; it cannot help but liberate or enslave. Even before prescribing, suggesting a future, saying what must be done, even before exhorting or merely sounding an alarm, thought, at the level of its existence, in its very dawning, is in itself an action-a perilous act.”
― Michel Foucault

“[Raymond Roussel] said that after his first book he expected that the next morning there would be a kind of aura around his person and that everyone in the street would be able to see that he had written a book. This is the obscure desire harboured by everyone who writes. It is true that the first text one writes is neither written for others, nor because one is what one is: one writes to become other than what one is. One tries to modify one's way of being through the act of writing.”
― Michel Foucault

“He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink.”
― Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

“Sin is the only real colour-element left in modern life.'
'You really must not say things like that before Dorian, Harry.'
'Before which Dorian? The one who is pouring out tea for us, or the one in the picture?'
'Before either.'
'I should like to come to the theatre with you, Lord Henry,' said the lad.
'Then you shall come; and you will come, too, Basil, won't you?'
'I can't, really. I would sooner not. I have a lot of work to do.'
'Well, then you and I will go alone, Mr. Gray.'
'I should like that awfully.'
The painter bit his lip and walked over, cup in hand, to the picture. 'I shall stay with the real Dorian,' he said, sadly.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“Red", I write "is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return to white.”
― Mary Hogan, Pretty Face

“I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”
― Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
― David Foster Wallace

“If peace can only come through killing someone, then I don't want it.”
― Hiro Mashima

“nobody’s ever been arrested for a murder; they have only ever been arrested for not planning it properly.”
― Terry Hayes, I Am Pilgrim

“But what if the monsters come?"
"Fancy." Kit looked away from the drama to stare at her sister, surprised. "We are the monsters.”
― Dia Reeves, Slice of Cherry

“A parent gives life, but as parent, gives no more. A murderer takes life, but his deed stops there. A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.”
― Henry Adams, The Education of Henry Adams

“There’s no way you can kill someone and get to the other side of the experience unchanged.”
― Charlaine Harris, Definitely Dead

“It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people? It costs everything you are.”
― Suzanne Collins

“When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.”
― Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems

“I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”
― Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

“And we all know love is a glass which makes even a monster appear fascinating.”
― Alberto Moravia, The Woman of Rome

“He is a monster, I said. Maybe I m a monster to pity him”
― Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty